I want a new computer. I am in a house with three computers and none of them are working properly. The CD-Rom drive on my computer isn’t working at all, without any provocation or reason whatsoever. Half of the cords on Jay’s computer are unplugged (reason: feline interference) and because he is the king of techie peripherals, I can’t move his desk and the computer to figure out what goes where without risking serious bodily injury. The old laptop, while functional, is painfully, excruciatingly slow. Unfortunately, I have a disc I need to look at and computers #1 and #2 aren’t working for that purpose, so the laptop is my friend for now. I’m getting gray hair as I watch it boot up, but it’s my friend.
I want a new computer. I want a shiny, new, lightweight, wireless laptop that I can take with me where ever I want to go. I want a computer that doesn’t give me error messages when I do something I’ve done a thousand times. I want a computer that doesn’t run at a snail’s pace because it is loaded down with programs and games I don’t use or play. I want a computer that is mine, all mine. I want a computer that looks like a sleek racehorse instead of a gigantic Clydesdale.
I don’t want the world, I just want a new computer. And I want it now.
*Obscure movie reference. First one to guess correctly gets to buy me a shiny new computer.
Four years ago, I watched in shock on election night as the media scrambled to make sense of the numbers they were getting. Gore… Bush… Gore… Bush… it would have been funny if it hadn’t been so frustrating and disappointing. When the verdict was finally in and I realized Bush had indeed won, I made a vow that in four years I would do whatever I could to support the Democratic candidate.
I don’t intend for politics to dominate my weblog and there is little need for me to wax poetic about the presidential campaign when there are far better writers who know far more than I do about the subject. Having said that, it will certainly come up in the next few months and I won’t be shy about my opinions.
I’ve added a section in my links column called Road to the White House. There you will find links to John Kerry’s home page, the Democratic National Committee, Move On and Anybody But Bush. Whatever your political leanings, I encourage you to take a look at what these sites have to say and make an informed, educated opinion when you vote in November.
Please feel free to suggest additional links. I’ll take them all down in November, when they will be replaced by either a smiling picture of John Kerry or a list of homes and apartments for rent in select European countries.
I now return you to the regularly scheduled musings of an insomniac writer.
Someone e-mailed to ask what other authors are in the Master/slave anthology, as the Venus Book Club website doesn’t list them. Unfortunately, I don’t yet have my authors’ copies, so I can’t tell you! As soon as I get a chance to take a look at the book, I’ll post more information.
In the meantime, here is a picture of the other cover for this two-in-one flip book. As I’m in the slave collection, this is the side that will be facing “up” on my bookshelf. Not quite as enticing as the Master side, is it?
And for those who are interested in my story “In the Stacks,” there is a brief excerpt below.
First Janet, then Howard. What about Laura?
Check out this little tidbit about conservative talk radio host Laura Ingraham at Take Back the Media and explain to me how this is different from what got Howard Stern booted off the air. Granted, Stern’s radio show is a a daily onslaught of offensive material while Ingraham is the darling of right-wing conservatives, but Stern got canned for a comment made by a caller, not for the content of his show. So why didn’t Ingraham get the same treatment??
Maybe Laura didn’t come under scrutiny because we didn’t start caring about decency and morality until after the Super Bowl. That must be it.
My blog needs a name, a motto or a tag-line. I have been using the “Writer, Rock Star, Library Assistant, Grad Student, Princess” line as a filler until I could come up with something better, but I haven’t. I changed it today just to amuse myself and was stunned to realize I’m not very amusing. So, dear readers-- all five of you-- I have a proposition to make. Give my little online journal a new name! You know what I’m talking about-- something snappy, clever, memorable. Something that screams “You want to read what this chick has to say!” In other words, make me sound good.
Post your suggestions in the comment box or e-mail me directly at . The winner will become famous (at least here on my little site) and have my undying gratitude. Not enough incentive? Fine, there will also be a prize. I haven’t yet determined what it will be, but I’m thinking either something from your Amazon wishlist (if you have one) or a copy of any of the books on my writing page (provided, of course, you are over eighteen and not John Ashcroft). If neither of those will work for you, I can always make a donation in your name to the John Kerry campaign fund.
Oh, and the deadline is April 1. No foolin’.
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